I love womens feet and shoes, especially with my own foot under them.
Finger crushing is nice but it cannot beat the feeling of a lady with
high heels pinning my foot to the floor.

It started back in highschool, there was a cute little brunette, about
5,2 110lbs, who would always step on my foot with her flats when we met
in narrow hallways.
Then came graduation day. She was wearing white 3 inch heels, I thought
"would she?".
At one time during the ceremony we were to stand in two rows singing
some songs, she stood directly in front of me.
When the singing began i pur out my foot a couple of inches placing the
toe of my right shoe beside her right heel.'
After a little while she looked down on the floor, spotted my shoe and
placed her heel on my middle toe.
As the minutes went by she sloooowly increased the pressure and when the
singing was over she bounced two times and pivoted as she walked away. I
have not seen her since that day, but I still have the shoes I wore that
day with the heelmark still in them.

When I am visiting a crowded bar I usually look for any girls with heels
to stand close to and quite often I find myself getting stepped on. A
girl who has gotten a few drinks doesnīt usually notice that she has got
something under her heel.

I remember another occation: Last spring I visited a friendīs party in
his apartment. I vas out on the balcony smoking with a girl I have
spoken to just briefly before. We were making smalltalk when I noticed
her feet. She was about 5,7 feet and maybe 125 lbs and she had very nice
feet. they were rather small, maybe a 6,5 - 7 , and she was wearing
strappy goldcolored heels about 3 inch high with a 0,5 inch tip.
"Do you like my shoes?" she asked. I said yes and she told me that
she
did hesitate wearing heels to the party since she had accidently crushed
another girls toe last month. The other girl had screamed relly loud she
said.
I thought "what the h-l" and said "I bet I wouldnīt"
"What?" she said."I bet that I can take your full weight under
a heel on
anyone of my toes". She asked me if I was sure and I said
"yes".
By the way, it was a very hot day so I was barefoot.
She finally agreed and placed her heel on the tip of my fourth toe. She
then looked me in the eyes,smiled and stepped back full weight. I had to
bite me in the tounge for not to yell out.
She stood in place for 10 seconds and then stepped off. I was about to
ask her to step on my other toes and maybe my finger when more people
came out on the balcony and I had to let it go.
But when it was time to say goodbye and everyone were hugging eachother
she came over to me , hugged me, and actually stepped up with the toe of
her shoe on my foot.
Maybe I have "given birth" to a foot crusher, who knows?

What I do know is that I will see her again at a party on New years eve.
I am hoping.....